*****Ashley's P.o.v*****
I don't even know how long I've been living in the house. The weird part is that I don't even feel like leaving. I don't miss my old life, I don't miss Thomas and I definately don't miss my mother, but sometimes I can't help but to reminisce past memories. I try to keep myself busy so that I don't have time to think to myself. Jay hasn't really been talking to me much though. He even asked me to stop waking him up in the morning. That Blondie comes around alot. At first it was just every now and then, but recently she's around everyday. I kind of feel bad for her. She's just his little fuck toy, but it seems like she's okay with it. I still can't help but feel pity for her. In a way she kind of reminds me of my mother in a way. I think my mother likes physical pain. I think she enjoyed when all her ex boyfriends beat her, I think she enjoys when people spew vemon words at her. I know it sounds cruel to say, but it makes sense. She likes the physical pain because it makes her forget about whatever is going on in her head. And it's sick but its what keeps her satisfied. That's apart of the reason why I always had such a soft spot for her. No matter how bad she beat me, no matter how much her words stung, no matter how little she came around I always came back. I always forgave her and when she needed it, I always helped her. That probably makes me look stupid, but I guess I'm probably a lot like her. I honestly do love her, because she's my mother. Although I do say and act like I don't care, there's a part of me deep down inside that still does. Now don't get me wrong, I'm comfortable where I'm at, living from afar. Like I said I love her because she is the woman that gave me life and I am very thankful for that. However, I don't want a relationship with her anymore. I used to yearn for her love but I'm okay with us being far from one another. I remember my 6th birthday. I over heard both my parents talking in the kitchen. My dad had been crying because he had been working hard and long hours but money was still tight. Mom had ended up dipping into the savings to buy me a cake and gifts, she ended up telling me that they were from dad. Can you believe it? Someone that was once that caring turned in to a complete monster. It jus-
"Uh excuse me miss" a voice spoke, interrupting my thoughts. I nearly jumped when I heard the deep tone speak. I turned around and my heart dropped.
"Ashley close your damn mouth" Jay walks in immediately afterwards. Him and his mysterious friend take a seat at the table. "Stop staring Ashley, it's not polite" Jay spoke up again. I immediately put my head down in embarrassment.
"I'm sorry it's just he was saying something before you came in."
"Don't worry about it. My names Yongguk by the way" he gets up racing his hand out. I walk over to him and shake his hand.
"Hi Yongguk, I'm Ashley."
"You know Ashley, if I would've known that I'd be meeting someone as beautiful as you, I would have dressed up a bit better" he says flashing his gummy smile.
"Ashley make us some damn coffee" Jay demands.
"Yes Jay." I immediately turn around and go into the kitchen and start making coffee. While the coffees brewing I grab a rag and start wiping nothing off the counter. I look up to try to steal a glance at Yongguk, but I immediately meet Jay's penetrating stare. Immediately I put my head back down and continue pretending to clean. I can feel Jay still staring. Thankfully, the coffee maker goes off.
"Add sugar in mine" Jay said. The tone of his voice frightens me abit. He seems very anger, but I really don't know why.
"Yes sir....Yongguk?" I look up, and our eyes meet.
"Yes Ashley" he has such an intense look in his eyes.
"How do you like your coffee?" He didn't answer immediately, instead his stare got even more intense. There's something dark about him, and it's pulling me. The more he looks at me, the more nervous it makes me. I think he knows it, and so far he's enjoying it. Yongguk licks his lips and finally speaks up. Looking deep into my eyes he says, "I like it dark." My heart dropped. This man is gonna be the death of me. He then smiles at me and turns his attention back to Jay.
"Ashley go find some shit to do upstairs." I look at Jay and he looks furious.
"B-but don't you want your coffee?" Jay stands up "Don't. Make me. Reapeat. Myself." Enough said. I took my black ass upstairs.************************************
"You know Jay, you should be a bit nicer to your maid" Yongguk said. Jay starts laughing.
"You do know that your a sex trafficker right? You traffic woman from Korea to America. You are the last person who should be talking about being nice."
"So you wouldn't mind if I came around more often to see her would you?"
"Yongguk does it look like I give a fuck? Do whatever you want. As long as she does her job as my maid, I don't give a damn."
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